search.noResults

search.searching

note.createNoteMessage

search.noResults

search.searching

orderForm.title

orderForm.productCode
orderForm.description
orderForm.quantity
orderForm.itemPrice
orderForm.price
orderForm.totalPrice
orderForm.deliveryDetails.billingAddress
orderForm.deliveryDetails.deliveryAddress
orderForm.noItems
TRIBUTE


COL. BRUCE HAMPTON 1947 - 2017


One and One is Two, But What is One?


by Michael Buffalo Smith The first time I met Col. Bruce Hampton, it


was through a direct connection with my long- time friends in Spartanburg, Jim and Susan Brown. The Colonel loved the Browns, and would often visit with them when he was in the Upstate, and of course they would travel to other cities to see Gov’t Mule, Susan Tedeschi, and of course, Col. Bruce. One sunny afternoon the Browns and the


Colonel were at their house gathered around the swimming pool. Bruce was floating on his back with only his nose and his belly above the water. I knew I had to write a song about it, and so was born “Buddha in a Swimming Pool,” a song that owes more than a little to Col. Bruce’s influence. The song appeared on my album Southern Lights in 2003. I gave the album to the Colonel, and he was tickled. He told me that only two people had written songs about him, myself and Susan Tedeschi. I laughed and told him “anything that puts my name together in the same sentence with Susan Tedeschi’s name was worth it!” We had a good laugh. Matter of fact, when I think of Bruce, I


think of laughter. Because of Jim, Bruce and I be- came friends, and he also grew to love my wife, Jill. She was a professional astrologer. The first time he was in our house, he looked her over and told her, “both of you girls are Gemini’s,” a gift he had that none of us understand. Telling you your sign was one thing, but he would tell you your birthday. He proceeded to tell her her exact birth- day, including the time of day. Needless to say, she became of a Col. Bruce fan. She never under-


19


stood his music, but that didn’t matter. When she’d read his chart, they would get into conver- sations that went on for hours. I could have gone and walked the dogs and nobody would even know I’d left the room.


I remember sitting in a tent one night in


Alabama at Skeeterfest. It was me, the late Ray Brand of the Crawlers who played on two of my albums, and the Colonel. He had on his suit and tie, which he and his band The Code Talkers had taken to wearing after being schooled by Hubert Sumlin on the importance of dressing nice on- stage. Bruce had a cloth and he was trying to get the mustard off of his white shirt. Not unlike my- self, Bruce seemed to always have food drip onto his shirt. It was freezing cold outside, and the Skeeters had a heater in the tent for us to warm up. I remember Bruce and the band getting up on that stage 30 minutes later and rocking it out. It was a great show that also featured Russell Gulley


Page 1  |  Page 2  |  Page 3  |  Page 4  |  Page 5  |  Page 6  |  Page 7  |  Page 8  |  Page 9  |  Page 10  |  Page 11  |  Page 12  |  Page 13  |  Page 14  |  Page 15  |  Page 16  |  Page 17  |  Page 18  |  Page 19  |  Page 20  |  Page 21  |  Page 22  |  Page 23  |  Page 24  |  Page 25  |  Page 26  |  Page 27  |  Page 28  |  Page 29  |  Page 30  |  Page 31  |  Page 32  |  Page 33  |  Page 34  |  Page 35  |  Page 36  |  Page 37  |  Page 38  |  Page 39  |  Page 40  |  Page 41  |  Page 42  |  Page 43  |  Page 44  |  Page 45  |  Page 46  |  Page 47  |  Page 48  |  Page 49  |  Page 50  |  Page 51  |  Page 52  |  Page 53  |  Page 54  |  Page 55  |  Page 56  |  Page 57  |  Page 58  |  Page 59  |  Page 60  |  Page 61  |  Page 62  |  Page 63  |  Page 64  |  Page 65  |  Page 66  |  Page 67  |  Page 68  |  Page 69  |  Page 70  |  Page 71  |  Page 72  |  Page 73  |  Page 74  |  Page 75  |  Page 76  |  Page 77  |  Page 78  |  Page 79  |  Page 80  |  Page 81  |  Page 82  |  Page 83  |  Page 84